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I need to force myself to the door before my willpower completely disintegrates.

Chapter 42

Blade

Three hours and seven minutes. That’s how long I lasted before hunting her down and crashing girls night. Actually, stalking would be closer to what I did, given I stole Alex’s phone and tracked my sister-in-law.

We made a short pit stop to pick up a rose vibrator, and nearly crashed several times on the way home when she sucked the soul out of my cock. Hearing her beg me to fuck her dirty mouth, coupled with her hands and tongue, not to mention the guy in the car next to us copping a look, it took a matter of seconds to sloppily shoot my load down her throat.

Now, I’m going to disrespect her in ways she never thought possible.

Giggling like we’re teens, Row kicks off her heels as soon as we enter the door and skids across the house to our bedroom. Eager to be on her as soon as I can, I race behind her, losing my shoes and socks somewhere along the way, the rose toy firmly in my grip.

Bounding in the room, I nearly fall over my feet at a nearly naked Row sprawled on my bed, creamy white thighs wide open. She’s a damn vision with her hair haphazardly covering the pillow top.

On an angelic sigh, she whispers, “come here, daddy,” motioning me with her index finger to come closer. I am enraptured by her.

Stalking toward the bed, my steps are drawn-out, and deliberate. Losing the last of my clothes when I reach the bed, I tear the toy’s box open, and toss it so it lies beside her head. I’m not ready to use it yet.

I insert myself between her legs, hovering over her core. “I’ve been waiting for you for so long,” she says, grazing her fingertips down the side of my face. I exhale a warm breath on her skin, showing her what her words do to me.

“I’ve been waiting my whole life, Tink.” I plant a kiss on the spot where our baby will be growing one day. My body tingles at the thought as my lips sweep across her stomach. She’s going to be an amazing mother, and our kids are going to have the best parts of both of us.

I feel her fingers thread through my hair as I lavish her with future promises on her skin. “You’re killing me, baby. What are you thinking?” She worms beneath me at the fluttery sensation.

“Just imagining what our children will be like,” I say casually. She wriggles some more. “Thinking about how gorgeous you’ll look with my children growing inside you.” I glance up to see her nipples are pebbled and pointed. Her piercings painfully press against the fabric of her lacy bra.

My little fairy likes what I’m saying.

“We’re having kids, are we?” She smirks down at me sarcastically, but I can feel her heart drumming beneath her skin.

She’s come so far with her fears. As she grappled with her sister’s death, she also opened up to her therapist about her anxiety over turning into her mum. It was never a matter of if she wanted kids, it was only a matter of thinking she wasn’t good enough. After having faced her biggest fear of losing Tori, every other fear paled in comparison.

“Three at least.” I dip my tongue in the hole of her belly button, making her mewl and stiffen.

“Oh, God.” Her mew thickens as she fists my hair. “More.” My restraint to not fuck a baby with her right now is tenuous at best. I don’t know how much longer I can last without being inside her.

“More babies?” I tease, knowing she means more of the friction I’m creating against her body.

“Yes…No…Yes…Fuck.” She takes a deep breath and opens her rolling eyes. “Three or more is fine, but please just make me come.” Her puppy dog eyes and words render me still.

She’s planning a future with me. Her sister died, and I was afraid she’d stop living, but here she is, building a life with me.

“You’re finally going to have the life you deserve, baby girl, and our kids are never going to want or need anything more than the love and life we’ll give them.” I seal my promise with a kiss to her stomach before slithering my way down to fulfil her other more imminent need.

I run my finger over her g-string and feel how much she wants this. Wants me. A rumble of satisfaction rolls through me before I tear the fabric from her body. Swiping my thumb over her leaking slit, and feeling her juices on my skin, I’ll be lucky to last a second when I plough inside her.

Her clit ring is winking at me, reminding me just how good we’re both about to make Row feel.

There’s still something so dirty, slutty and naughty about Row having her clit pierced.

Dipping down, I inhale her sweet pussy, darting my tongue out to lap up the honeyness of her cunt. I run my nose and mouth from her little dripping slit up to her clit, joyous when she squirms under me. Such a good baby girl she is, letting me have my way with her.

I glance up to see her eyes flutter close before pushing her legs apart as far as they can go and lowering my head again so I can lick my way up and down her opening. I swirl my tongue around the entrance, sucking hungrily on her clit. The ring tastes cold and metallic in my mouth, and I suddenly want to become a master at how to lord over this piece of jewellery that brings my girl pure fucking unadulterated joy.

“Oh…Oh…Fuck,” Row squeals, her nails digging into my skull. She tries to close her legs, but I shove them apart. I can already feel her levitating off the bed. I want to push my fingers inside her but can’t with holding her open, so I adjust her legs over my shoulders, hoping like hell she squeezes my head when she comes.

“Is this all for me?” I coo, sucking up her flavour. My stubble scratches her pussy raw, leaving a rash of red in its wake. Mix the redness of her pussy with the white ooze of her cum and I’m about to lose my damn mind. I plant three of my fingers in that spot inside her and start rubbing back and forth, before returning my tongue to her clit.

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